422 O gracious Hand that freely gives

1 O gracious Hand that freely gives The fruit of earth, our toil to bless! O Love, by which the sinner lives, O let our tongue that love confess! 2 Our God for all our need provides; His sun alike o'er all doth shine; From none his glorious beams he hides; So rich, so free, His love divine. 3 Again this love our garners fills; This love again let all adore; The cry of want this bounty stills, Who biddeth all His name implore. 4 O may our lives through grace abound, In holy fruits and Thee proclaim! Let all Thy courts with praises sound Thy gracious hand, Thy wondrous name. 5 Lord, when Thou shalt descend from heaven, Thy ransomed harvest here to reap, O in that day Thy joy be given To those who now go forth and weep.